The Pastor’s Daughter

Owen Prince was an old-fashioned sort of guy. At 20 years of age, he never had sex with a girl as he wanted to save himself for Miss Right.

Working in a male environment and living at home with his mother temptation rarely came his way – his mother saw to that. She was a religious woman who said grace over coffee and mentioned the Lord at least twenty times a day. The young man was convinced that his mother was the next thing to the Virgin Mary, although he thought she’d had sex at least once with his late father.

Almost all of their friends belonged to the same strict church, which segregated its congregation to avoid the possibility of couples touching each other during service. Owen wasn’t particularly unhappy although he felt guilty and disgusted with himself when seeking a little pleasure in the bathroom. He probably would have been quite satisfied with that until he came home early one day and found the pastor’s daughter Lilly standing at his front door paused to ring the bell. That chance meeting changed his life.

She explained that her father had come over to his house a couple of hours ago and he was needed back at the church for choir practice.

“He’s not answering his cell,” she said, “and everybody is waiting for him.”

Owen slipped the key in the lock and invited her inside. She was a little hesitant but she followed him into the front hall, where they were both greeted with groans and moans coming from the living room. Peering round the door they saw the most incredible sight, his mother, completed naked was riding up and down on the pastor’s dick with her big voluptuous tits bouncing up and down like two slightly over ripe melons. The pair of middle-aged fornicators didn’t notice their children looking on in horror and when Lilly turned and fled from the house Owen followed her.

Halfway down the drive he grabbed onto her hand and tried to console her, “Perhaps they’re performing some kind of exorcism,” he suggested, “the Lord works in mysterious ways.”

Lilly stopped, and looked him straight in the eye, “Come on Owen, wake-up, they were fucking each other and you know it.”

He nodded his head and conceded it did look that way.

“All of that preaching that you and I have had to put up with all of our lives,” she sniffled, “it was all talk.”

Once more he had to agree and he followed her meekly down towards the church, where she felt she had to tell the choir members some lie to excuse her father’s absence. However, when they arrived the only person left was the organist, who didn’t seem too happy.

“He may be doing the Lord’s work,” she said, “But he should have let us know.”

With that, she took off slamming the church door behind her. Lilly looked completely dejected and say down with a thump in one of the pews. Owen sat beside her.

“Shouldn’t you be sitting on the other side,” she said with a wry smile on her face.

“That’s all over as far as I’m concerned,” he replied, and he sat beside her and actually put his arm around her shoulder.

“It looked like fun didn’t,” she said, after a few minutes of silence.

“What did?”

“What our parents were doing.”

He grinned, “It did – didn’t it.”

“I’ve often wondered what it would be like to have a man’s dick up inside of me,” she sighed.

Owen could feel his dick getting harder and harder but he was a bit nervous about making the first move. He didn’t have to; Lilly put her hand on his thigh and located his throbbing boner.

“Gosh that feels big,” she cried, “Do you think it hurts when it goes in for the first time.”

“I would be very gentle,” he said hoarsely, his mouth having completely dried up.

“I didn’t say I wanted you to do it,” she snapped, withdrawing her hand and pouting.

“I’m sorry,” he said, feeling a little embarrassed.

“I might let you finger me, though – if you promise to be careful,” she smiled, with a sudden change of attitude.

He was confused but he was not about to look a gift horse in the vagina and so he ventured to put his hand on her knee and then slowly moved it under the hem of her dress. At this point she grabbed onto him and pressed her lips against his, poking her tongue in and out and making little-grunting noises.

Owen fumbled around the strip of her panties and took a deep breath when he contacted her pubic hair and a bigger breath when he felt his finger slip into her wet crack. At this point, she cut the kissing, pulled away from him and grabbed onto his hand.

“Come on, we need some privacy,” she said, and led him into the vestry and locked the door.

It looked a little bit like a love nest with a big comfy sofa that he suspected the pastor used for his exorcisms. Lilly soon began to strip off her clothes while he stood there frozen to the spot. She was fucking beautiful.

Owen had only seen women’s bare breasts when he accidently accessed a porn site on his computer. He’d always been careful as his mother monitored his keystrokes.

Lilly’s tits were quite breath-taking, they were firm and pointed and aiming straight at him. He couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough and as he flung them far and wide it was her turn to look at him, with his big dick standing upright and ready for action.

He wanted to desperately suck on those tits but before he could make his move she dropped onto her knees, took his cock into her mouth and slipped her lips up and down it as though she was worshiping an idol. She gently massaged his balls as she continued to suck and it was only a short time before he felt his cum moving up.

“I’m cumming,” he cried. This prompted her to suck it a lot faster in until his hot lava was spurting into her mouth in an everlasting stream.

Although his legs had turned to jelly, he managed to grab her under the arms and move her onto the sofa. She sat there with her thighs wide apart as he, rather over anxious to taste her moist lips, nuzzled his face between them and began to lick furiously.

She squeezed his shoulder at one point and told him to slow down but no sooner had she got the words out of her mouth when her whole body became flushed and she leaned back and yelled as she had a prize winning orgasm. As soon as she got her breath back he raised himself up and started to suck on her hardened nipples.

Lilly was enjoying it but she wanted the big prize and so she broke away from him, lay flat out on the sofa and whispered, very sensually, “Fuck me Owen – I want to be fucked.”

He didn’t need a second invitation and he slipped the head of his dick slowly into her slit. She gasped and clung on to him as he tried to shove it further in as carefully as he could.

Once deep inside of her, he held it there for a few moments before gently moving it in and out. In spite of it being a little painful Lilly wanted him to speed things up and so she dug her nails into his ass and moved her cunt up and down. Owen got the message and started to pound her pussy a mile a minute.

It didn’t take long for either of them to cum and she screamed at the top of her voice as he made those last powerful thrusts and filled her love tunnel with his steaming hot goo. At that very moment, there was a banging on the door and the sound of the pastor yelling, “Who’s in there.”

Detaching herself from Owen’s still rock hard dick she casually walked over and opened the door. The pastor just stood there in the doorway and for the first time in his life, he was lost for words. His naked daughter was the one to speak.

“Do you want to know what we’ve been doing Daddy, we’ve been doing what you and Mrs. Prince have been doing. I’ve sucked dick, swallowed cum and I’ve had Owen stick it up my twat and now if you don’t mind I’m going to try anal.” With that, she slammed the door in his face and bending over the arm of the sofa she invited Owen to grab onto her tits and ram it up her ass.

After that, the vestry became their regular meeting place. They met there every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday, while Mrs. Prince and the pastor took their turn Tuesday and Friday.